But Sometimes When We Touch
But sometimes when we touch
the tears of yesterday when eyes turned rain
and the heart felt alone in the crowd
that was when your voice set it free
But sometimes when we touch,
the shadows of psychology and emotions
and the fullness of the mind with no data
that was when your face melted away loneliness.
But sometimes when we touch,
the warmth of anger and of its illness
and when no distinction was made
that was when your embrace smiled at me
But sometimes when we touch,
the deafening of the sense organs
and when eyes, nose, and ears were meaningless
that was when your note in my hand breathed on me.
But sometimes when we touch,
the concept of reality and destiny
and of may and/or may not
that is when our lives are determined
But sometimes when we touch
we touch love and friendship.
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